Yesterday, Marina and I met up in D.C. to attend the Live on Penn summer music festival. I have to say that, so far, my “get to know the D.C. metro area in the few weeks of summer I have before school starts” project is going quite well. The local lesbians have successfully taken me under their wings and introduced me to more women than I met in the entire year that I lived in San Francisco. My housemates have helped me scout out a Thai restaurant that comes dangerously close to Suriya in tastyness (however, the wait staff and clientele aren’t nearly as delicious). I feel like I have a handle on the Dupont bar scene. I’ve been hiking in the gorgeous Maryland wilderness. And I’ve set up a date (with Marina) to take in another D.C. summer tradition, Screen on the Green. All in all, adjusting to the east coast has been rough on me (just ask Erica…I’ve called her practically every night whining about how much I miss home), but I think things might work out.
Things that have won me over so far…
*It’s beautiful here. I had no idea it was gonna be pretty! It’s like Tacoma, only with things to do!
*Lightning bugs and thunder storms. Amazing.
*The metro. Cheaper and faster than the BART. AND, I can park my car at the metro stop and know that it will probably be there when I get back.
*Crazy shit – example: I was in a cab the other night, driving from one club to another… and I look over, and there’s the freaking White House! Right there, so close I could spit on it. Also, yesterday, while I was watching Arrested Development in concert, the capital building was RIGHT THERE behind them. Talk about cognitive dissonance.
Now, don’t get me wrong. D.C. hasn’t won me over entirely. I still intend to return to SF or Oakland after school, providing that I can secure a job in California. People are bitchy here, and I don’t think I could spend the rest of my life so far from the ocean. But I’m starting to feel ok about the move. And I think maybe, just maybe, I’ll survive the two years away from everything I love.
what do you mean so far from the ocean? you're on the fooking atlantic, woman.
once i tried to convince my cousin that if i went to virginia for school as i was contemplating, i would be too far from the ocean. he looked at me in blank shock for a while and then told me how virginia is on the coast. i felt briefly stupid. but then that whole chicago still being on a plateau thing made me feel better.
Posted by: michele on July 27, 2003 03:02 PMI understand they've built an air gondola that takes you right from the Chicago plateau to the Atlantic Ocean.
Posted by: erica on July 27, 2003 03:33 PMHere's the deal. I do NOT live on the coast. I live near the chesapeake bay... but that does not count. My friend Paul informs me that it is the 2nd largest estuary in the US... or something... although, he says I can't quote him on that. But it's not the ocean. It doesn't have waves. If there aren't waves, it doesn't count.
PS - thanks for the group effort post-card. it almost made me cry... although, i was a bit disturbed by the raven's wood. naughty naughty
Posted by: Jolie on July 27, 2003 05:56 PMi have a quick, jason-like wit about me these days, haven't i?
Posted by: erica on July 27, 2003 07:21 PMYou do, my dear. Now get back to taking that poll we discussed earlier! >kisses<
Posted by: Jolie on July 27, 2003 07:50 PMUmm, why is my name in parenthesis? As if it is less of a date since I'm supposedly tied to another person. I feel slighted, miffed, utterly rejected. See if I still bring the bottle of wine and candles to watch Jailhouse Rock next Monday.
Posted by: Marina on July 29, 2003 07:55 AMOn the contrary! Your name was placed in parenthesis to add emphasis! Parenthesis are my way of adding a little *wink *wink, *nudge *nudge. As in "I've got a hot date with Marina to see Jailhouse Rock on the mall, so color yourself jealous!"
Damn internet, always misconstruing tone.
Posted by: Jolie on July 29, 2003 10:02 AM